Orion's Belt Pyramids
The River Nile,
the sphinx,
the pyramids,
haunt humanity
with mystic life
giving generations
golden waters,
questions
transforming
mind body
through time,
echo trio stars
Orion's Belt
in star sky
ground images,
as River Nile flows
through Egypt mirrors
Milky Way constellation
in
night
skies.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Ancient Egyptian Women Bathe In River Nile
The River Nile, the sphinx, the pyramids,
ask questions of us all, as do the bodies,
skin tones, sweet sweat, female Egyptians.
Ra and Nile melt golden skin colours,
into fresh taste of sacred Nile waters,
pyramids watch longing as Nile floods.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Story of River Nile with Egyptian Women
Once upon a time in the beautiful ancient Egypt
The sun asked the river Nile
From where you got this golden color?
The river Nile said
It's the color of the Egyptian women skin
When they come to bath
I melt some of their skin's color
The sphinx asked the river Nile
From where you got this sweet taste? The river Nile said
My sweetness is from the sweat of the Egyptian women.
The pyramid asked the river Nile
Why you flooding up every year
The river Nile said
When i feel longing to have more women
The Egyptian men protested against the Nile
Please stop your sexual harass
They always come back asking for more
The river Nile asked
So do you give them what they need?
The Egyptian men said
Yes we must do..We can't resist their temptation.
The same with me
The river Nile said.
poem by hosny Soliman
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Giza Pyramids Alignments With Stars
symbolism shafts
emanating from King
Queen’s chambers
aligned to specific stars
which stars why meaning what
extending to exterior not
northern southern shafts
from Queen’s chamber
do not extend to exterior
construction abandoned
mid way point northern shaft
points to Kocab Star set
associated by ancient Egyptians
with an immortality of their soul
southern shaft set points to Sirius
cosmic mother of all Egypt’s kings
star alignment of King’s chamber’s
southern shaft over Giza ancient skies
at 2500 BC targets Al Nitak brightest
of three symbolic stars in Orion’s belt
identifies resurrection rebirth Osiris
all four shafts high precision align to exact
location of stars in 2500 BC epoch four stars
ritually important but does this date pyramids
2500 BC does not exact match three pyramids
ground layout with height of Orion’s belt stars
precession match of sky ground image perfect
in 10500 BC with star Mintaka smallest
of three Orion’s belt stars is slightly slanted
south-westerly relative to Milk Way axis
third pyramid offset from two larger pyramids
imitates this layout perfectly Great Pyramid aligns
to Al Nitak second to Al Nilam third to Mintaka
in 10500 BC epoch sacred River Nile in Egypt
actually mirrored galaxy Milky Way in night skies
ancient Egyptians precision Heaven on Earth built
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Poet Honours Poet Across Cultures
the wheel turns
full circle
turning turning
‘Terence George Craddock
With Honour On My Page’
is the poem ‘Ancient Egyptian
Women Bathe In River Nile’
which was inspired by the poem
‘The Story of River Nile
with Egyptian Women’
by Hosney Soliman.
Poet honours poet all with ears
to listen, hear our mind song,
flowing from the River Nile;
the sphinx, the pyramids,
melting in golden skin colours,
as rebirth awakening Nile floods
washing over our listening souls,
through skies eyes
of freedom worship.
We hounour our love
of freedom liberty beauty
which God wrote into all souls.
God bless Hosney, let us
continue to sing
freedom songs
together in light.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Night Boat To Cairo
Night boat to cairo !!.....
Its just gone noon
Half past monsoon
On the banks of the river nile
Here comes the boat
Only half-afloat
Oarsman grins a toothless smile
Only just one more
To this desolate shore
Last boat along the river nile
Doesnt seem to care
No more wind in his hair
As he reaches his last half mile
The oar snaps in his hand
Before he reaches dry land
But the sound doesnt deafen his smile
Just pokes at wet sand
With an oar in his hand
Floats off down the river nile
Floats off down the river nile
song performed by by Madness
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Where The River Flows
Music : rudolf schenker
Lyrics: klaus meine
Under suburban skies
Where life is bleeding
Where concrete skies are grey
Theres plenty of room for dreaming
I still keep coming here
Follow those traces
I travel back in time
Remember all those places
Feels like I never left
The houses still standing
Down by the river where
The dreams are never ending
You find me
You find me
You find me by the river
You find me
You find me
You find me where the river flows
Under the silent moon
This industrial city
Is heartland even though
Lifes been not that pretty
I still keep coming here
To that old river
To find my roots just where
The future lives forever
You find me
You find me
You find me by the river
You find me
You find me
You find me, you can find me
By the river where dreams will never die
By the river under suburban skies
You find me
You find me
You find me by the river
You find me
You find me
You find me where the river flows
By the river where dreams have never died
By the river I look through childrens eyes
You find me
You find me
You find me by the river
You find me
You find me
You find me where the river flows
You find me
You find me
You find me by the river
You find me
You find me
You find me where the river flows
Where the river flows
Where the river flows
Where the river flows
song performed by by Scorpions
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Night Over Egypt
Wansel / Biggs)
There's a sky in the east
Over pyramids at Giza
Where there once lived a girl
She ruled the world
Then down the nile
He came with a smile
He was the king
She was the queen
Under the moonlight
Your eyes won't believe
What your mind can't concieve
Oooh
Nights over Egypt
Nights over Egypt
Nights over Egypt
Incense & myrrh
And girls that swirl
To the music
Nights over Egypt
Women fellahin
Wear veils to been seen
By no one
Take a caravan across
The sudan
Saharan fagade
Is just a mirage
Oasis in the sand
Where life once began
Under the moonlight
Your eyes won't believe
What your mind can't concieve
Nights over Egypt
Nights over Egypt
Nights over Egypt
Nights over Egypt
song performed by by Incognito
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A Letter to the River Nile!
It was 20 Hijri during Second Caliph of Islam Omar (RTA)
Egypt was conquered by the Muslims Led by Amor Ibnul us (RTA)
It was intense drought in Egypt Then!
The Nile has become Dry
People raised a conviction
When they throw a beautiful girl with rich clothes and ornaments on 18 day of the month
The Nile begins to flow with water!
Hearing this The Military commander in chief
Disapproved the idea saying it's a Jaheli Culture
And told people to wait and they waited for three months! But still the Nile didn't flow
So people became restless and wanted to leave the State!
In This situation He wrote a letter to the Caliph
In answer Omar wrote 'Dear Amor, What you did that is right now, I'm sending a message (to the Nile) that you would throw in the Nile! '
Amor (RTA) saw the following lines: -
من عمر أَمِير الْمُؤمنِينَ إِلَى نيل مصر أما
بعد فَإِن كنت تجرى من قبلك فَلاَ تجر وَإِن كَانَ الله الْوَاحِد القهار هُوَ الَّذِي يُجْرِيكَ فَنَسْأَلُ اللَّهَ تَعَالَى أَنْ يُجْرِيَك
This message is from an Allah's slave and Amirul Muo-meninn Omar, to the river Nile of Egypt: -
'If you think you Flow yourself, then no need to flow again!
But if the Single entity and the Almighty leads you to flow then, my prayer to Him so that He again makes you to flow! '
Then Amor threw the letter in the Nile!
The next morning people of Egypt saw Allah has made the water flow at the level of 16 yards rise!
From then the water of the Nile still is flowing on
Never has it dried!
poem by Mohammad Jahoorul Islam
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Nights Over Egypt
(wansel / biggs)
Theres a sky in the east
Over pyramids at giza
Where there once lived a girl
She ruled the world
Then down the nile
He came with a smile
He was the king
She was the queen
Under the moonlight
Your eyes wont believe
What your mind cant concieve
Oooh
Nights over egypt
Nights over egypt
Nights over egypt
Incense & myrrh
And girls that swirl
To the music
Nights over egypt
Women fellahin
Wear veils to been seen
By no one
Take a caravan across
The sudan
Saharan fagade
Is just a mirage
Oasis in the sand
Where life once began
Under the moonlight
Your eyes wont believe
What your mind cant concieve
Nights over egypt
Nights over egypt
Nights over egypt
Nights over egypt
song performed by by Incognito
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River Feeling
River feeling is
As simple as
Closing your eyes
For a moment.
Everything flows like river
River feeling is
As smooth as
Everything after
The first step.
Everything flows like river
River feeling is
easy as forgetting
Walking boots.
Everything flows like river
River feeling is
nice as
iron ties
Coming off.
Everything flows like river
Everything flows like river
Everything flows like river
Everything is good and flows
like river
poem by Julian Mann
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Greetings
Greetings to the tune fish in the Italian Coast,
And of the struggle of the Africans that crosses over!
From the Mediterranean Sea to reach out to your people,
But we still have the Blue-Nile nearby us.
Life in Sudan and of the heat of Africa,
You cannot separate the Pharaohs from the Nile;
And like olive oil, wine and vegetables.
Of the Berber and the Tuareg,
And my hope in Africa lives forever;
Greetings, greetings!
From slaves and camels i was sold together with you;
But today, i am free and i am sitting closer to the River Nile.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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No One Steps Twice On The River Of Life...
it is not the rage of this river.
when i was a child, as mother says,
i keep my finger inside my mouth
sucked by my throat, to keep hunger away
beside the bank of this river
i am the spectator
and the river believes in the magic
of my innocence
it flows always in a distant
affection,
it is not the rage of the river,
it is i, the grown up man who goes swimming
in the river and feel
the joys of its cool waters
always moving on towards
a destination
it is the swimming with a friend
and then
with a lover and then with a wife
and then my silence,
what we do not have we force to forget
it is the bathing in the river
the rinsing and the cleansing of the waters
it is not the rage of this river
and then we become too weak to be in this river
the river moves on and on
towards the deepest sea looking for the
opening
i wait by the bank of this river
many things have been missed
the more important ones
the one that gives the posterity of
my humanity
it is denied of me because of this river
that gives me nothing
all the while i was the leaf that fell off from
the tree
on the side of this river
and i floated because i have nothing to do
because i can do nothing about
the flow of the river
i become the dead leaf that the air
rides upon
tossed and bumped on boulders
till i sink
deep down the river
that i shall pass only once.
time.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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River Of Love
Oh how i miss those days we spent by that old river.You and me sitting and looking up at the stars.Every little problem just disappeared into the night.
I looked you in those breath taking eyes and we would just get lost in our feelings.I look up at orion and those stars remind me of the river of love.
Those nights we spent together laying on the ground and just holding each other in our arms.Singing on the banks of that river and hoping it would never end.Oh how i miss that river of love.
poem by Jonathan Amador
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Thinks - Sphinx?
Yes but has anyone tested it lately?
(Or Him. Or Her?)
Well, wouldn’t you get fed up?
You’ve sat there, haunched,
for tens of thousands of years,
all your friends have long ago gone
to that place you could tell tourists about
if they only asked
but no, they take photographs of you
or pay over the odds for them,
make silly rude comments
about your missing nose,
concoct theories about the Pyramids,
eat fast food, Nile style, which goes through fast,
and you’ve waited all that time
for even a half-decent question
which could pass on the wisdom of ages,
hit the Nile on the head,
restore civilisation to its true stature,
questions that didn’t arise
when the pyramids were being built
since they reckoned
they knew the answers
like, how did it all begin? or
have you allowed for the precession of the Poles? or
where do your builders go
on the days they’re not here with you?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Heart Is Like A River
My heart is like a river Flowing like the river nile
So many things flow in there
And there are many things to grow there
That blows my mind very much
My taught is like a fish in the river
My heart is deep like a river.
poem by Segun Odukoya
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Berg
River Nile,
River Niger,
River Congo and,
The Orange River of Africa!
How can you bring me closer to my lover?
For i am now lost in the bush of love;
And like Berg in the land of many sorrows.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hermes Trismegistus
Still through Egypt's desert places
Flows the lordly Nile,
From its banks the great stone faces
Gaze with patient smile.
Still the pyramids imperious
Pierce the cloudless skies,
And the Sphinx stares with mysterious,
Solemn, stony eyes.
But where are the old Egyptian
Demi-gods and kings?
Nothing left but an inscription
Graven on stones and rings.
Where are Helios and Hephaestus,
Gods of eldest eld?
Where is Hermes Trismegistus,
Who their secrets held?
Where are now the many hundred
Thousand books he wrote?
By the Thaumaturgists plundered,
Lost in lands remote;
In oblivion sunk forever,
As when o'er the land
Blows a storm-wind, in the river
Sinks the scattered sand.
Something unsubstantial, ghostly,
Seems this Theurgist,
In deep meditation mostly
Wrapped, as in a mist.
Vague, phantasmal, and unreal
To our thought he seems,
Walking in a world ideal,
In a land of dreams.
Was he one, or many, merging
Name and fame in one,
Like a stream, to which, converging
Many streamlets run?
Till, with gathered power proceeding,
Ampler sweep it takes,
Downward the sweet waters leading
From unnumbered lakes.
By the Nile I see him wandering,
Pausing now and then,
On the mystic union pondering
Between gods and men;
Half believing, wholly feeling,
With supreme delight,
How the gods, themselves concealing,
Lift men to their height.
Or in Thebes, the hundred-gated,
In the thoroughfare
Breathing, as if consecrated,
A diviner air;
And amid discordant noises,
In the jostling throng,
Hearing far, celestial voices
Of Olympian song.
Who shall call his dreams fallacious?
Who has searched or sought
All the unexplored and spacious
Universe of thought?
Who, in his own skill confiding,
Shall with rule and line
Mark the border-land dividing
Human and divine?
Trismegistus! three times greatest!
How thy name sublime
Has descended to this latest
Progeny of time!
Happy they whose written pages
Perish with their lives,
If amid the crumbling ages
Still their name survives!
Thine, O priest of Egypt, lately
Found I in the vast,
Weed-encumbered sombre, stately,
Grave-yard of the Past;
And a presence moved before me
On that gloomy shore,
As a waft of wind, that o'er me
Breathed, and was no more.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Sheth
Give me this beautiful young woman as a wife,
For i am lying on my bed waiting for her;
Becasue my heart strongly wants her love,
And i am Sheth from the land of her muse.
Speak tenderly to my heart oh my sweet one,
For you are the only woman that i want;
And by the River Nile i will wait for you.
by the River Nile,
There i sat lonely to watch what goes on;
For beauty and pleasure came and bathed my eyes,
And out of the river came seven cows!
They grazed among the reeds of my love,
For on the river bank i do wait always for my lover;
So give me this beautiful woman as a wife.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Between Africa and Europe I
Between Africa & Europe
We sat on the rocks of the islanded Nile
Somewhere below Aswan
The inkwell water smooth running between our toes
The silt of Africa behind Aswan's mighty hand
Why did we leave?
Why did we come home?
Between Africa & Europe my mind halts
In this poem of last returns.
There we are placed:
I swimming
You watching
The light of the Sahara still burnishing our skin
The cold dark depths of the river
Hiding our last desires
And they will never resurface beyond this picture
I treasure here
Only the Nile flows on
poem by Tommy Stroller
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Dreamlight
Oh, I am lonely by a desert palm,
And dreaming, dreaming on the sands of thought
Oh, come to me from out the voiceless calm,
And teach me what the Nile has left untaught.
Bring to me a draught of Southern wine,
The perfume of the near-forgotten rose.
Then let me drink beside some ancient shrine,
And drinking, let my tired eyelids close.
Come near to me. The fast night-hours are few,
For every hour is fast when moons are clear.
Scatter from my hair the desert dew,
And lilt sweet Arab love-songs in my ear.
Unloose the twilight hair about thy head,
And listen to the waters deep and slow
For we are dreaming with the dreaming dead,
Dreaming where the flowers of Isis blow.
Look not to where those eagles fiercely fight,
Let peace alone be on the ancient bed.
Unbare thy beauty to the Egypt night,
And stay with me till Egypt’s dawn in red.
Then leave me when the bird of night has flown,
And touch my lips before the night-moon sinks.
I’ll ponder by these pyramids of stone,
And sit within the shadow of the Sphinx.
poem by Leon Gellert
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